Hello all. First off, I do not own Harry Potter or the characters within. I also do not own any of the fairy tales.

I updated when I update. As you may notice if you go to my profile I am not very good with actually finishing a story, I do try, but one thing leads to another and I just don't get to it. I hope to change that eventually, and you may get lucky with this one.

Whether you choose to review or not is completely up to you, I don't care much either way... It is rare for me to review stories... If you DO review and find something you don't like, please use constructive criticism. No one wants to read a bunch of flames, they take up space and they are just downright mean. Would you want someone being that mean to you? Like the saying goes: "Do unto others as you would have others do unto you."

I do hope you will all enjoy this story as much as I am enjoying writing it. It makes me laugh when I think of the things to come. I find it funny, whether you will or not will remain to be seen.

My next update should be tomorrow, and with it the very first fairy tale. It will be Rapunzel, so let your mind go wild on what is gonna happen then. lol

Harry was grateful his summer with the Dursley's was finally over. He hated staying there, especially this summer. His godfather had just died and he had no one to seek comfort from. He was left alone with people who hated him with a fiery passion. He still didn't understand why it was so important for him to go there. Dumbledore said it was because of the blood wards, but didn't Voldemort now have his blood running through his veins now? Harry shook his head. No point dwindling on it now.

Harry sucked in a breath and rushed through the portal to the train station. He always hated that he had to come to King's Cross and go through the divider of the worlds. He was always afraid of getting stuck in there, or worse, not being able to get in again. And of course, this happened to be one of those times where he just ran out of luck.

As he dashed through the portal he was just met with darkness. There was no end. No train station. Nothing. Harry took deep breaths trying not to panic. Where in the world was he? He jumped as he heard a voice and tried to search it out through the darkness, but to no avail. "Harry, I wish to help you. I will take you to many places, and through your travels I will guide you to those who you will come to cherish and those who will be the best to care for you."

"What are you talking about?" He already knew he had people who cared about him, at least that is what he told himself everyday and pushed out anything that said otherwise. Harry closed his eyes, he would not think about this now. "Can't you just let me go back?" Harry asked the strange voice.

"I am sorry, but I have already decided. You are to go now. You will live a fairy tale, where all your dreams will come true."

"Wait! Who are you? Who said I wanted a fairy tale life? I am NOT Cinderella!" Harry grumbled. He did NOT need some high and mighty guy to come rescue him, he was doing just fine on his own. Harry was pulled from his musings as he heard the voice speak once more.

"Why Harry, I am Fate. I will be bringing others you know to the worlds with you. Get to know them better and become a happy family."

Harry's eye twitched. "If you are Fate why didn't you just give me a good life to begin with? Why did you make it such crap before?"

"I am sorry you have suffered young one, but it was necessary at the time. Now, however, we can start the healing process." Fate stated sympathetically.

Harry was reeling. How dare they decide when he could and couldn't be happy. "I make my own fate thank you! I don't need YOU!"

"As I have said before. I have already decided. Do make the best of your time away from this world."

"Wait! Come back! I am not done talking to you yet!" Harry continued to call out, but when he still received no response he knew Fate wasn't coming back.

Harry looked around. Well, what was he supposed to do now? Naturally, just as this thought came to mind he was surrounded by a blinding light.

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Voldemort was pacing in his study. How was he going to get that brat Potter? Better yet, how was he going to kill him? He wanted to hear that boy scream over and over again. Voldemort clenched his wand. That boy always seemed to slip from his grasp time and time again. It was so infuriating!

Voldemort quickened his pace. There must be som... Before he could finish his thought he had tripped on the side of the couch.

Voldemort growled. Just what he needed. He slowly opened his eyes. "I must have hit my head harder than I thought." Voldemort mused as he looked at the black surroundings.

"Hello Tom. You are about to embark on a magical journey. Now, I have a very important task for you regarding Harry Potter." Tom reached for his wand, soon realizing he did not have it. He cursed under his breath and glared at the darkness.

"Show yourself so I can kill you!" He was furious! Not only could he not see the one who brought him here, but the person dared to utter that retched name!

"I am neither here, nor there, Tom. I am everywhere, yet nowhere. I am Fate, and if you will listen I have something very important to discuss with you."

Voldemort gritted his teeth. He did not believe in Fate, but they were speaking of Potter, so maybe they knew a way of getting rid of him for good. Voldemort took a deep breath and calmed himself. "Go on..."

"I am sending you, your followers, the Order, and Harry Potter to worlds of fairy tales. I want you to be Harry's rescuer. His Prince Charming, if you will. It is destined for you two to come together. And in each other you will find the family you never had."

Voldemort could feel the veins in his head throbbing. "You. Want me... to COURT HARRY BLOODY POTTER? ARE YOU INSANE?"

Voldemort could hear the voice sigh. "Tom, if you must look at it another way, think of this as your advantage to get him on your side and away from Albus Dumbledore." Fate knew this would be the only way for Tom to get close to Harry, but at least Tom would now be willing.

Voldemort perked up at that. Oh, this could be good. Potter and Dumbledore would be powerless to stop this if 'Fate' was intervening. Voldemort's lips curled upwards. Oh, he was going to enjoy this. Saving the savior of the wizarding world! Oh, he was going to enjoy rubbing each victory in Potter's face. "Very well, 'Fate', I will partake in this game of yours." Voldemort quickly closed his eyes as he was consumed by light.